If I’m not all in
You can surely count me out...
They do not change like the seasons.
My mother is the height of summer...
Why is control a thing
Maybe I’m going insane...
I plant my feet firmly into the softened soil,
Digging in my toes until they become my roots...
09/15/21
The world spins faster...
It seems
my soot...
Plane Of Death...
Sometimes all I want to do is check up on you
But I understand if my company’s not wanted...
We've almost all
outgrown...
We were floating away,
ethereal like the shimmer of sun...
There is a fire inside you that burns
A restless force of eternal concerns...
I felt the imbalance
I knew from the start...